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WILLIAM SHATNER (VOICEOVER): Atlanta, Georgia,
December 1992.
17-year-old Amy Tippins is having difficulty breathing.
Suspecting that she has some form of pneumonia,
she makes an appointment with her family doctor.
But the actual diagnosis she receives is, in a word,
shocking.
AMY TIPPINS: My senior year of high school,
I started developing what I thought was pneumonia.
And then when they went in to do some further testing,
they realized I didn't have pneumonia.
It was actually a tumor pressing on my diaphragm
and making it much harder for me to breathe.
And I was in full liver failure.
They said she needs to have a transplant
or she'll hemorrhage to death.
WILLIAM SHATNER (VOICEOVER): With time running out,
Amy received her new liver and survived.
But in the months following her transplant,
she found herself exhibiting interests
and abilities that were not only new to her,
but also surprising.
AMY TIPPINS: Not long after surgery
some things about myself and some of my traits had changed.
But then a couple of years from my transplant,
I really started to love projects
like replacing flooring on my own,
and I never saw flooring being put in.
I never saw anything like that being done.
What I discovered was it was actually
fun to work with my hands.
Just kind of go, huh, that's interesting.
WILLIAM SHATNER (VOICEOVER): Of course, it isn't surprising
that people who've had life-saving transplant
operations often report experiencing
a new outlook on life.
But new interests, new personality traits?
Is it possible that Amy Tippins was getting
these from somewhere else?
WILLIAM SHATNER (VOICEOVER): I knew my donor was a male.
I knew he was 47 and that he had been killed in a car
wreck in Columbus, Georgia.
So I went to the library and I started looking
at obituaries from that time.
And I kind of backed into his obituary
and backed into figuring out who he was.
What I discovered is he was a police officer, he was 47,
and his name was Mike.
His sister told me that he did a lot of his own home renovation.
He also liked to work with his hands.
He liked to do projects.
When I found out who my donor was,
it made a lot more sense on why some things about myself
and some of my traits had changed after transplant.
WILLIAM SHATNER: Can transplanted organs
really contained some part of the donor's identity?
Conventional medicine believes the notion's far-fetched.
So how do you explain what we just saw?
Is our life experience encoded not just in our brain,
but throughout our entire body?